Goin' Goin' Gone

Gettin out of the house.
I抦 gonna go for a ride,
慍ause I got me a five-o Ford
and the good Lord knows I tried
to make friends with you
and ev抮ything went wrong.
Yeah, I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 gone.

Goin down to the tracks.
I抦 gonna hide out for a while.
Gonna have me some ranch-style beans
From a tin can hobo-style,
Forget your face,
If that can be done.
Yeah, I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 gone.

And you抣l find you a boyfriend
And he won抰 like my cat.
And you抣l try to
Pretend that you don抰 want me back.
Right now I抦 leavin So you抎 better say, 揝o long. Yeah, I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin
I抦 goin I抦 gone.

Gonna find me a boat
And a brand new name.
I抦 gonna find some wall-eyed,
Weak-kneed European dame.
She抣l be my wife
And you抣l only be a song.
Yeah, I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 gone.

And you抣l find you a boyfriend
And he won抰 like my cat.
And you抣l try to
Pretend that you don抰 want me back.
Right now I抦 leavin So you抎 better say, 揝o long. Yeah, I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin
I抦 goin I抦 gone.

Yeah, I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 gone.

Yeah, I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin
I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 goin I抦 gone.

Jesus.
Well, what do ya do about a string breakin
Oh, nothin



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Writer(s): Philip Wayne Peeples, Murry Hammond, Kendall Dewayne Bethea, Rhett Miller
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